Elsa la rose

The poet Louis Aragon ruminating on his love and his muse, Elsa Triolet . Very dull with few ideas, and frankly I thought the poetry was awful, but maybe it loses something in translation. Too self-consciously arty.

A love letter between two old lovers, poets and artists in their own right, facilitated by a filmmaker who was rather talented with montage. There are certainly more cynical ways to pass 20 minutes.